The seductive princess is no longer being pursued; the aloof prime minister is facing a crematorium.

Chapter 105 She felt annoyed
Wenshan Pavilion.

When the princess's carriage stopped outside the gate, there were already quite a few people standing outside the Wenshan Pavilion.

—They were all civil and military officials from the imperial court, standing outside the Wenshan Pavilion, discussing amongst themselves.

At the highest point, Jingmo bowed respectfully to a group of ministers, saying, "Please forgive me, my lord, but he is currently bedridden and it is really inconvenient for him to see anyone."

Even so, some officials were still worried and said they would leave behind the tonics and medicinal herbs they had brought before departing.

Wenshan Pavilion would naturally not accept these gifts, but since the visitors were important officials of the court, Jingmo had to politely refuse them one by one, which was quite tiring.

The carriage stopped.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't even lift the curtain, but simply tapped lightly on the car frame.

In an instant, the crowd that had been discussing the matter fell silent.

All eyes were on the princess's carriage.

Through the carriage curtain, Jiang Jinshuang said coldly, "Gentlemen, please return. The Grand Secretary is not receiving guests today."

That's very rude of you.

The crowd looked at each other, but dared not refute anything, and simply stood there without moving.

Those who disapproved of Jiang Jinshuang's behavior muttered under their breath, "Hmph, what's with the pretense of kindness now that they're asking about the mountain pavilion..."

"That's right, that's right. Who knows, the fact that the Prime Minister is suffering from poisoning now might be the work of her subordinates..."

"..."

They only dared to mutter these words in a low voice.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled lightly: "Are you still waiting for me to kick you out, gentlemen?"

As he spoke, the guards who had come with the carriage brandished their swords and spears.

The threat is obvious.

Upon seeing this, the ministers dared not say anything more, bowed in the direction of Wenshan Pavilion, and hurriedly left.

In an instant, the once bustling Wenshan Pavilion became quiet.

When he saw Jiang Jinshuang arrive, Jingmo's expression became somewhat complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward and bowed to the carriage, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness."

Jiang Jinshuang followed He Weijing down from the carriage.

Upon seeing He Weijing, Jingmo became even more respectful: "Mr. He, you've arrived!"

He Weijing dusted off his clothes: "I heard that your master is still suffering from lingering poisoning?"

Jingmo nodded, his face full of worry: "Yes, the imperial physician who came to treat you today said that the poison on your shoulder almost damaged your tendons and veins, and it is urgent to remove the flesh and cleanse the poison."

He Weijing's expression remained calm: "Did you prepare the recipe for him on time?"

"Yes, he took the medicine on time. He seemed to be in much better spirits a few days ago, but for some reason, his face has looked sickly since last night."

He Weijing nodded and went straight into Wenshan Pavilion.

Jingmo naturally wouldn't stop him, and walked in front, leading He Weijing to the main bedroom of Wenshan Pavilion.

"Mr. He, my master is resting in his room. Would you please take a look at him?"

Jingmo looked worried.

Although the imperial physician said that cutting out flesh could cure the condition, Jingmo really didn't want his master to actually reach that point.

He Weijing glanced at Jiang Jinshuang: "Would you like to come inside with me?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang waved her hand and said, "I'll wait for you outside, sir."

He Weijing didn't insist any further and went into the bedroom.

For a moment, only Jiang Jinshuang and Jingmo remained outside the dormitory.

Jingmo looked somewhat...uneasy.

Jiang Jinshuang stood there waiting for He Weijing, and she could notice the gazes that Jingmo cast at her repeatedly.

He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Jiang Jinshuang lowered her eyes and smiled softly.

She turned to face Jingmo, crossed her arms, and tilted her head to look at him: "Does Lord Jingmo also think that I had someone poison Lord Pei?"

Jingmo was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "This subordinate dares not..."

I don't dare.

It's not that I don't believe it.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her chin, looking at Jingmo with a leisurely smile: "It's not your fault. After all, Lord Pei's condition improved a few days ago, and he seems to be fine now."

"You suddenly fell ill today, so it's no wonder you're thinking this way."

Jiang Jinshuang just felt...not very happy.

“If Lord Jingmo doesn’t trust me, why did you have Mr. He treat Lord Pei again?” Jiang Jinshuang didn’t understand this question. Jingmo kept his head down, clasped his hands, and carefully spoke: “This subordinate believes that even if Your Highness really did something to Lord Pei, you must know your limits.”

Oh, I see.

Jingmo thought that she was playing a trick on Pei Du, refusing to cure him at the time and insisting that he suffer.

Now that he had suffered, he wanted He Weijing to treat him again.

Ah.

They think highly of her, considering her a sensible and kind person.

Jiang Jinshuang's tongue licked the roof of her mouth.

—Not very happy.

You see, Jingmo thinks the same way.

If she can't have Pei Du, she'll find ways to punish him and make him uncomfortable.

Like a villain who, unable to obtain what he desires, will destroy it.

That's true. With such a bad reputation, how could she be considered a good person in the eyes of this group of people?
It was just that she was being presumptuous, assuming that since she and Jingmo had talked a few times, Jingmo might understand her better.

She was overthinking it.

—Her ability to trust people has always been rather average.

Actually, Pei Du was right when he said something.

Jiang Jinshuang would always take her anger out on him.

Just like now.

Jiang Jinshuang once again directed her inexplicable anger at Pei Du.

She discovered that much of her inner turmoil actually stemmed from him.

The reason is simple: she had passionately expressed her love for him and pursued him.

Therefore, she would easily blame all the frustration that arose from it on him.

Jiang Jinshuang felt that there was nothing wrong with this, nor was there anything bad about it.

Anyway, Pei Du wouldn't care about this.

With a light laugh, Jiang Jinshuang didn't look at Jingmo again, nor did she intend to explain anything.

explain what?

Even if I explain, they won't believe me.

She was always the kind of person everyone hated, so there's no point in explaining herself.

bedroom.

He Weijing picked out two silver needles and inserted them into the man's acupoints.

After a short while, he pulled the silver needle out again.

I glanced at the blackened needle tip.

He Weijing frowned slightly and let out a soft "Eh".

"You've been poisoned before?"

These words were spoken to the man on the bed.

On the bed, Pei Du's brows were furrowed, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were slightly closed.

Having been poisoned to such an extent, He Weijing didn't expect him to answer.

After opening the medicine box, He Weijing said calmly, "At first, I didn't know that there were other residual toxins in your body. The prescription I used was a bit too strong, which caused a conflict with the residual toxins in your body from many years ago."

As he spoke, He Weijing took a pill from the medicine bottle and gave it to him.

He then continued, "I'll rewrite your prescription in a bit; it was my oversight this time."

Not long after taking the pill, Pei Du's brows relaxed slightly.

He raised his eyes with some effort and nodded slightly to He Weijing: "It was Pei who did not explain clearly. I am sorry to trouble you, Mr. He."

“No need to thank me,” He Weijing said indifferently. “Although the poison in your body wasn’t life-threatening, you experienced unbearable chest pain every now and then, didn’t you?”

Pei Du nodded.

He Weijing nodded and began writing the prescription: "The new prescription for you can clear away the residual toxins from the past, but the medicine is much more bitter than before. If you find it too bitter, have someone prepare some dried fruit and candy."

Pei Du raised his eyes: "Please, Mr. He, keep the matter of the old poison a secret from me."

He Weijing closed the medicine box and looked down at him.

“Lord Pei, if I may be so bold, my relationship with His Highness is actually closer than yours.”

"Therefore, I should not cover for her for you."